You know, dearest of readers, this is doing quite well. So fuck it, cookies for everyone who finishes this chapter!
Janna was in the school library, reading some books about Satanism and witchcraft and what not. She squinted her eyes and took a great long look at all the devilish images that were in the book, "Hell and all those kinds of trifles for Dummies"
"Jesus. This is some gruesome imagery. Kinda fucking hot."
So she pulled out a pen and jammed it somewhere very pleasant.
"HEY! THAT'S WHERE I'M SUPPOSED TO BE!" She heard someone yell all of the sudden.
She quickly threw the pen over her shoulder, hoping it would hit the person behind her.
"OW! Damnit! Right in the eye!"
Janna finally turned around and saw who was behind her, pulling the pen out of his eye.
"Oh, hey Marco!" She said and her mouth curled into a devilish smile. She got up from her seat and walked over to Marco seductively. She flung her arm over his shoulder and rested her head on his chest.
"You arrived just in time. I was just getting bored. Now..." She slowly let her hand slip inside Marco's hoodie.
"I may not need a pen to relieve myself from boredom... whaddya say pal?" She flashed her whimpers at Marco, who looked down at her stoically.
"I might... there are quite some people who think Manna should be a thing." He replied.
Janna looked up, a bit surprised.
"Manna? What's that supposed to mean?" she asked curiously.
"Does it involve sacrificing small goats?" she gasped enthusiastically.
"No no Janna, you're not thinking in the right direction. You have to think of something far more devastating. Far more evil. Far more cringy." Marco said.
Janna thought for a moment... she was trying to recall any information she might've come across in one of her books. At some point, the answer hit her.
"The shipping wars. Of course!" she said and she smacked her own forehead. "Yeah that is pretty cringy. Can you imagine people heavily shipping fictional characters like that?" she asked Marco.
"What's even worse probably is that there's some jerk-off fan-fic writers who write entire stories about the subject..."
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"Well at least they aren't as bad as Bronies so..." Marco added.
"Gee whillekers Marco, I sure am sorry for being a dummy. Want me to make it up to you? After all, 'Manna', is as they often call it in fandoms... OTP. Which stands for 'One True Pairing'. The term alone makes me pretty... damn... hot..." Janna said and she curled up to Marco.
"Nah it doesn't." Marco said and he threw Janna off him. She looked at him in shock.
"What? What did you just say? Did you just... REJECT me?" She spat.
"Yeah, kinda." Marco said.
Janna's eyes suddenly turned blood-red.
"You fool..."
The girl grabbed a book from the table and opened it at exactly the right spot. She then sat down on the floor and started chanting. Marco meanwhile had grabbed a bucket of fresh popcorn, ready for the spectacle that was about to unfold before him.
"I summon a fallen warrior and comrade, a sacred, kind-hearted spirit, that may destroy those who are... eeeeeeeeevil. AND WITH THAT I MEAN YOU MARCO YOU FUCK!" Janna said in a demonic voice.
"K" Marco replied.
Suddenly, the ground split open and a large column of smoke came out.
"Return to the land of the living... my personal spirit of vengeance... my fallen Star..." Janna screeched and the column of smoke disappeared, revealing an entity. It was Star Butterfly. Only now in ghost form. (You can buy a Spirit-Star now in our giftshop for only $ 500. Use the code 'fuckyounomerchforu' at the checkout for % 0,01 off.)
Star looked around curiously.
"What's going on? Where am I? One minute I'm being doggy-styled by Satan and now I'm in the school library? Is this your doing Janna?" She asked.
Janna's eyes turned back to normal and she chuckled.
"Ha! It worked! Gotta tell Fergusson he owes me five bucks. And yes Star, this was my doing. I summoned you to fight the forces of evil once more!"
Star cocked her head to the side.
"What has Ludo done this time?" she asked.
"No... not Ludo..." Janna replied and she pointed to the other side of the room. Star turned around and saw...
"Hey Star!" Marco said and he waved at his deceased friend.
"YOU!" Star screeched and she pulled a cannon out of her arse which she immediatly threw on the floor.
"Wait what the fu-" Marco started, but by then, Star had grabbed him by the collar and she started pushing him into the cannon.
"You bastard, you tiny little wankstain of a friend, you despicable human being, you jerk, you... you... YOU!" Star yelled as she crammed Marco's fat ass inside the cannon.
"Janna, let's blow this little karate-boi all the way back to Mexico!" She said, blinded with rage.
"Lol sure." Janna said and she grabbed a lighter, which she used to ignite the fuse of the cannon. Star then used her ghost-powers to aim the cannon south.
"FIYA!" Star exclaimed and with a loud BANG! Marco was launched into the sky.
"Well shit." he muttered.
Later, Janna and Star were having a cup of tea in the library.
"Thanks for the help Star. I was afraid I was kinda in a pickle there." Janna said.
"And thank YOU for the lovely cup of sencha-lemon tea Jannabanana!" Star said with a big smile. "Oh yeah, and for giving me a chance to avenge myself I guess..."
"No problem."
Then, when they least expected it, the ceiling came crashing down on the two of them. Janna only just managed to avoid the rubble, which phased right through Star. Cuz she a ghost now. Yay.
With the ceiling, a green bolt of energy fell into the library on top of the rubble. When the smoke cleared, Star and Janna saw who had destroyed the library. It was Marco. In a ghostbusters outfit.
"Git gud girls!" He said and he pulled out the magic wand. "Did y'all forget I had this?"
Star gasped. "That's MINE!" she yelled and she dashed over to Marco. But not fast enough. Marco activated the wand and with an energy beam, he completely obliterated Star again.
"Hm. What a shame. I always wondered how it would be to have intercourse with a ghost..." He murmured. Then, he turned to Janna, who was stuck in a corner. She looked around desperately for one of her books. She quickly grabbed a nearby copy of "Summoning demons in case of rapists. Volume 1" and she ran through the book quickly while Marco walked over to her. Slowly and menacing.
"Stand back!" Janna yelled when she finally found the page she was looking for. "Or I will summon Yalung, the demon with a thousand dicks to destroy you!"
"No you're not!" Marco said and with a flick of the wand, the book flew out of Janna's hands.
"Oh fuck... oh shit..." Janna said.
Marco stopped right in front of her and aimed the wand at her.
"Time to sink another ship..." Marco said.
Da ting went skkkkrrrraaa, papakakaka Skivipipopop and a poopooturrrboom Skrra, tutukukututoom, poompoom
So Janna was kinda dead and Marco scrapped another item of his list.
"Manna's done for. I am getting so close..." He whispered as he slowly walked outside. He opened the door and stepped outside. Marco took a deep breath.
"I am coming for you, my one, my love, my dearest." And so our... well... 'hero'...? walked to his next victim.
But then he turned around and ran back into the library. "Fuck, almost forgot the most important part!" He said and did his thing. After THAT, he went looking for his next victim.
Maybe a bit early, but who thinks they know the answer? Who is the one girl for Marco? Which ship will sail on, leaving the others behind?
Oh yeah the cookies... *hands out cookies* There ya go. Now begone. I must meditate.